| 2. Behold, I stand poor and naked before You, requiring grace, and imploring mercy. Refresh the hungry suppliant, kindle my coldness with the fire of Your love, illuminate my blindness with the brightness of Your presence. Turn you all earthly things into bitterness for me, all grievous and contrary things into patience, all things worthless and created into contempt and oblivion. Lift up my heart to You in Heaven, and suffer me not to wander over the earth. Be You alone sweet to me from this day forward for ever, because You alone are my meat and drink, my love and joy, my sweetness and my whole good. | |